“You grew to be a part of me. I held you close to my heart, you were like one of my ribs. But now, I will gladly reach in, break you off, and rip you out of me.”
- excerpt from a book I’ll never write #131 // @loveactivist
“You grew to be a part of me. I held you close to my heart, you were like one of my ribs. But now, I will gladly reach in, break you off, and rip you out of me.”
- excerpt from a book I’ll never write #131 // @loveactivist
